This is a song about "Good brain"

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

A prisoner inside of your own brain.

Clinical pain, i have a fuckin cynical brain,

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Blow trees like a hurricane

And starts to illuminate my brain

The resilient attitude of a young ones brain

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

I'm the fuckin' menace inside everyone's brain

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Im going insane its like no brain

Upstairs inside of my brain,

I got that goodman game

A bargain against the arsonist's sicko brain

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game